A moment.
The two people who were originally scrambling to move forward were shaken.
They looked at each other.
"Dad, how about you go first?"
"Girl, go with Mengmeng first."
The two of them said it almost at the same time, and were stunned when they finished speaking.
Lu Fengfeng said quickly: "Dad, you have always taught me to respect the elderly and love the young. Now that I think about it, it is indeed the truth. Otherwise, I will let you do it this time, and I will watch from the side."
Lu Juesheng: ...
He was about to refuse.
The little guy yawned and clapped his mouth with his left hand.
"Hurry up and make a decision. Mengmeng is sleepy and needs to go to bed."
There was no other way. Lu Juesheng could only force himself to sit opposite Lu Mengmeng.
The little guy curled his lips: "Let's get started, Grandpa!"
This time, just like before, the game was over within two minutes.
A layer of sweat broke out on Lu Juesheng's forehead.
If this had happened before, Lu Fengfeng would definitely have wanted to tease the old man.
But things are different now. The confidence that Lu Fengfeng had originally built up collapsed in an instant.
She felt that the little guy today was more terrifyingly stronger than ever before.
Lu Fengfeng sat up. She guessed correctly that Lu Mengmeng was in a very bad mood because of the torture of painting all day.
Need to vent.
So in less than a minute, she was defeated.
The chess piece hadn't even crossed the Chu River or Han River when the little guy launched a series of attacks, leaving her confused and unable to tell the directions.
If they lose, Lu Juesheng will take over again.
This cycle repeated ten times, and the little guy played twenty times in a row.
Everyone is sleepy.
Lu Fengfeng and Lu Juesheng were so defeated that they became autistic. None of the tricks they had thought of last night were used.
Lu Mengmeng didn't give him any chance at all!
He kills instantly right away, who can withstand this?
Gu Qingcheng's mouth corners twitched as she watched. Seeing that Lu Juesheng was about to doubt his life, she hurriedly said.
"Mengmeng, when we play chess, we also have to pay attention to the process. You can try to slow down the pace of the game and give Grandpa Lu Juesheng a sense of participation, right?"
Lu Mengmeng listened to her mother and nodded.
“That seems to be the case.”
So, she turned to Lu Juesheng and smiled happily: "Grandpa, I'm going to start playing with you using 1% of my strength!"
Lu Juesheng: ...
He had just taken two steps forward when his right foot suddenly turned to the side.
"This... one percent of strength?"
The little guy nodded: "Yes! Grandpa, I always took one-tenth of the level before, but now I want to give you some experience, so I can only take one percent!"
Lu Juesheng: ...
He felt he was humiliated.
He had been playing chess all his life, but in the end he was defeated by a four-year-old child who played only one-tenth of his level.
Lu Juesheng sat down opposite him tremblingly, and a new game of chess began again.
This time, Lu Mengmeng really did what she said and used only 1% of her level, which Lu Juesheng was barely able to cope with.
The two sides fought back and forth, but their states were very different.
Like Lu Mengmeng, she touched her belly with one hand, held the candy with the other hand, and licked it with the tip of her tongue.
No pressure at all.
But Lu Juesheng was sweating profusely and his nerves were highly tense.
The difference is obvious.
Although the gap is still big, at least we can fight for a while.
Gu Qingcheng saw that he had nothing to do anyway, so he just sat down with Lu Fengfeng.
Lu Fengfeng said: "Qingcheng, you are really a hidden talent. You can even write lyrics and compose music, and you can also play the piano!"
Gu Qingcheng thought to herself that it was a good thing that she was not familiar with the people on the island, and they didn’t know what her past was like.
She smiled slightly and began to make up a story: "When I was little, there was a musician living next door. I often went to their house to learn. After a few visits, I learned it."
"So that's how it is." Lu Fengfeng's mind flashed with the look of Yang Bolan breaking down his defense today, and the smile on the corners of his lips became even more intense.
"You don't know, she originally scored 95 points and thought she was a sure thing. She acted like she was the coolest mom in the world. But when she heard that she didn't make it to the provincial competition, she got mad and could only walk away in disgrace like a stray dog."
Gu Qingcheng could roughly imagine the scene.
"She is actually a hard-working person, otherwise she wouldn't have been able to sing 'Ode to Beijing' in just a few days."
"In the final analysis, she is just too mean and doesn't know how to be humble. Sooner or later, she will kill me because of her mouth."
"Isn't it?" Lu Fengfeng said with a look of contempt, "These days, people don't even understand the principle of keeping a low profile. They don't even think about the consequences."
"To be frank, she worked so hard this time, but she still hasn't made it to the provincial competition. It's because she was so mean and wicked before that we don't even know how many times she cursed us behind our backs."
As soon as Lu Fengfeng said this, Lu Mengmeng, who was chewing candy out of boredom beside him, was stunned.
She was extremely alert, but there was still some unhappiness in her voice: "Aunt Fengfeng, what did you say? Who is saying bad things about Mom behind her back?"
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